Author's POV
"Just what the hell is going on over there?" one of the ladies muttered, taking a lazy sip of the champagne in her hand, her eyes fixed on the far corner of the room.
"I went over to listen," another said, leaning in like she was sharing a state secret, "but I couldn't catch much. Looked like Old Lady Lan… she's more interested in that cold beauty who walked in with Superstar Alistair than her own granddaughter."
"I heard a little bit!" someone else chimed in, her voice filled with excitement about the gossip. "They were talking about something… money?"
"Money?" The first lady arched a brow. She instantly got more interested. "Now I really want to know what's going on."
They leaned in close, whispering like schoolkids who were talking about the hot scandal that had just broken out. But no matter how much they tried to listen, they couldn't catch the full story. The Lancaster family was keeping their drama under wraps for now.
